Riverdale X Reader(Imagines & Oneshots)

Bodyguard

~Jughead Jones x Reader~

Description: Jughead is super protective over you. Like he walks with you in school and sits with you at Pop's. Your never out of his sight(only when your home) and you really don't mind, bc there's a killer in the town and stuff.

Warning: None unless your uncomfortable with PDA XD

Word Count: 1170

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"You do know you don't have to follow me everywhere I go," you joke as you start your journey from Riverdale High to the infamous Pop's Chock'lit Shoppe, Jughead hot on your heels but let's face it, when wasn't he? You'd grown up in neighboring trailers and he was always so over protective of you, he'd walk you to and from school, to Pop's, to the Drive-In, everywhere.

You loved it, he was your best friend and essentially one of the only friends you had. Jughead had been transferred to Southside High but it didn't stop him from walking you to and from school, no matter what.

"You're not my bodyguard ya know?" you tease earning an eye roll from the dark and broody raven haired boy.

"There is a killer on the loose ya know," he pokes back stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets, a famous Jones smile hanging off his lips.

"See that excuse expired a week ago-the killers been found and put away I don't need a security detail anymore." You can see the clogs turning in his head trying to come up with a witty response to your playful banter.

"Maybe I just like to be sure that a beautiful lady like you gets to her beloved diner in one peace," he smiles sweetly nudging your shoulder with his own. "Oooh smooth Jones, but unfortunately not smooth enough. This girl can look after herself," you smirk spinning around on your heals, the ice seemingly a lot more slippery than you anticipated.

Next thing you know your on your ass, the cool snow melting through your jeans. You cuss and let out a muffled groan as you glance up to see a smirking Jughead. "Oh I can definately see that Mrs. Slick," he jokes offering you a hand up, you hesitantly grab his hand as he pulls you up off the cold ground.

"Damn it!" you exclaim feeling the wetness on your butt, "My damn butt is soaking wet now great!" the boy goes red trying to suck in laughter. "It can't be that bad, turn around," you huff turning around giving the boy free range at staring at your butt.

"Damn," he mutters, you spin around quickly trying to get a good look at yourself, "What! Is it that bad?" you panic. He licks his lips shaking his head, "Oh no definately not it looks rather-" he pauses, "Peachy."

You turn around and smack his chest, "Stop it you perv." He places his hands up in defense, wincing at your contact on his chest, "First of all-ouch," he pauses and you roll your eyes. "Oh please I barely touched you-" he narrows his eyes at you silencing you as you allow him to continue.

"Second of all you asked me to look-so I was just admiring what you were so gracefully born with," he argues a smirk etched onto his face. "You owe me a milkshake Jones," you complain. "Because I proved you wrong or checked out the goods," he comment as we continue toward the diner.

"Now that you mention it, milkshake and fries," you smirk batting your lashes at the boy as you use your back to push open the door. "Would you look at that you holding the door open for me, how very twenty first century of you (Y/L/N)"

"Add a burger to that order, I'll grab us a booth," you yell to the beanie boy as you slip into your normal booth waiting for Jughead to slide in opposite of you. "You're going to make me go into bankruptcy," he mumbles as he slides in next to you, catching you off guard.

He senses your tense, "Everything okay?" he asks stretching his arm behind you resting on the booth. "Yeah you just never sit next to me, always opposite," you smile biting your lip as you notice your closeness.

"Maybe I wanted to sit next to you for once," he beams bringing a hand up to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. "And maybe since you let me check you out we've moved up in our level of friendship," he winks at you while your food is being placed in front of you.

"What's that supposed to mean," you blush feeling the room growing hotter. "Well I was hoping to move from platonic bodyguard to sexy serpent boyfriend," your eyes widen, your stomach seemed to flip in your stomach. "You think with that leather jacket your all slick huh?" you tease picking at your fries.

"Your bad boy leather jacket façade can't win me over that easy Jones," you smile feeling a little more at ease even though your insides were screaming at you to kiss him. "Oh really? You sure about that?" he smiles playfully, you kept your eyes trained on your fries knowing that one look into his eyes and you'd melt. "Mhm" you muse.

In one swift movement his beanie is in your hands and he's running his long fingers through his luscious raven locks, a strand of hair falling in front of his eyes. You stop breathing, your heart hammering in your chest as your ovaries go into overdrive.

You open your mouth to reply with a snarky remark but you end up opening and closing your mouth at a loss of words, mumbling an inaudible response before your cheeks heat up. "What was that?" he teases, closing the gap between you slowly.

"Screw it," you mumble pulling him by the collar of his leather jacket crashing your lips onto his, Jughead spends no time kissing back, pulling your legs so they were draped over his lap.

Your hands roaming over his chest before working their way up to his neck and hair as his hands stroke your leg, pulling your waist so there was no space between the two of you.

You were broken apart at the sound of Pop clearing his throat, you turn red burrying your head into his chest. "Sorry Pop," Jughead attempts to keep a straight face as the older man leaves our table, shaking his head.

"So was that a yes?" he asks. You bring your brows together, "A yes to what?" you tease. "To being your sexy serpent boyfriend," you joke cursing him to tickle you, letting out a small squeal gaining the attention of the owner once more. A scowl on his face.

"Fine, fine!!" you giggle. "Fine what?" he argues. "You can be my sexy serpent boyfriend," you admit rolling your eyes as he grins helplessly. "Only if I can be your sexy serpent princess," he nods pecking your lips.

"You've always been my sexy serpent princess."